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From Irish Tim
I am an expert on this subject as every fuck I have had with my wife
in the past 20yrs is a sympathy one as far as she is concerned. She
has changed from being a normal sexual partner to a total disinterest
in sex. When I get totally frustrated she will remove pajamas and
knickers and say the 'magic' words "stick it in and be
quick".

Can you imagine trying to come in two minuets at 60yrs of age? It's
some rush. If I haven't climaxed she will pull away leaving me to
masturbate myself on her arse. That's not even a sympathy fuck but its the best I can do.

From Ruth
This is going to sound awful but I experienced a sympathy fuck with my brother-in-law following the death of his wife. Between jobs I was able to spend some sympathy time with him before he returned to work. It started as a few days a week, mainly shopping, me cooking some lunch, listening to him tell me about his wife, him always breaking up in tears, me comforting him. To get him out of his depressed state I suggested visiting museums and going to see a movie or two.

It was after one of these visits, preparing an early evening meal for him before I left for my own home and husband, he began to cry, I lent over him to comfort him. I was wearing a lose fitting shirtwaister and my bra was fully on show as I lent forward. He undid one then a second button. I froze with fear. No, I didn't want this I said to myself but did nothing to stop him. After a few minutes he placed me across the dining table, pulled my pantyhose and panties away and I almost begged him to enter me. He took ages to climax and I must have sounded like a slut but this was one very good, enjoyable, satisfying fuck with a wonderful feeling of ecstas.

I left feeling very guilty, saying that it wouldn't happen again. It didn't. It was only a sympathy fuck but one that left me feeling unhappy about myself.

From Tony
I was in a bar when I saw a middle aged female sitting at the bar all by herself drinking a martini. So I kinda felt sorry for her and started talking to her. We ended up taking about sex in school and how young the kids do it these days. She was drunk by this time.

She unveiled her whole life story and how nobody wanted to fuck her because she is little overweight and ugly. I felt sorry for her. I ended up going to her house and we had good sex. And found out that she was a virgin. It was a good experience. You feel like you did something good.

From Falguni Parashar
I always thought of sympathy sex as some kind of nasty thing as it was for me taking advantage of somebody in distress, but my opinion changed with a recent incidence concerning a colleague of mine.

P****, 31 is a colleague of mine who has been going through a painful separation with her long standing boyfriend took to drinking and we all were concerned of her addiction. One day while working late, she asked me to go out on a drinking binge, I persuaded her out of it and insisted to walk down the lane to her place. While taking a walk to her home, we held hands and I narrated a cooked up story about my breakup earlier and how I came out of it. We reached her home and while seeing her good night, she hugged me to say thank you and asked me to come over for a can of beer. I reluctantly said yes.

Once inside her living room, while she was bringing out a can of beer from her fridge, I just felt like giving her a hug from her backside, when I did she did not say anything and kissed me turning her head towards me. One thing led to another and we had a marathon sex session on her living room carpet. I left thereafter feeling bit blank. Next day we met in office and I saw her a changed girl. She had smile in her face and while passing by, said you are wonderful.

Although we never had any further encounter thereafter, I have changed my perspective on sympathy sex. I now consider this as a necessary therapy rather than a taboo topic.